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Big Apple Win
I'm standing in the middle of the street, looking down Manhattan's stick straight avenue as far as I can, and all I see is... open. No cars, no congestion. It's a runner’s fantasy. Mine, at least, since first fighting with clogged sidewalks and busy streets in search of Central Park. Except, this is no dream. This is Saturday, me, standing at the start of New York Road Runner's annual 5th Avenue Mile. And, in a slightly nightmarish twist, all the lights are red.

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As a company with a weird French name, I like to think Bastille Day had something to do with it. But in fact, it was just a typical Saturday…a bit of sleeping in, followed by relax time with the family, the newspaper, and my coffee cup. Scanning my Twitter feed, one from Christy Turlington (@CTurlington) caught my eye...